Ok I am back. I hope you enjoy this chapter. There is some fluff and some…. well you're going to have to read to know what. :)
See you at the bottom !
Mary
Caroline tried to ignore the shivers that wouldn't leave her body alone. She tried not to think about his hands on her waist, but instead think about moves she had to make next. She tried really hard, but failed.
His hands were big and perfectly they fit with her tiny waist. Every time he twisted her around, he would place his hands on both of her sides, and sway lightly on his feet. He'd look her in the eyes but every damn time, she would look away and stare at the blank walls.
She knew that the proximity between them was becoming dangerous. Caroline felt goose bumps whenever he touched her bare skin. Her tank top was barely covering her belly button. He caught himself wandering how she would look naked. Her skin was really pale and he actually thought that it suited her. He couldn't imagine her dark haired or tanned and dark skinned.
He was trying to observe every inch of her body, it was impossible not to notice her beautiful curves and long legs. The weird spots on her feet made him feel uncomfortable; he knew that something was wrong.
They repeated the same moves about 10 times. Recycling them wasn't funny anymore, the tension was unimaginable. They were hot and sweaty but who cared? Klaus was enjoying having her in his hands, and Caroline didn't mind. But that was until he went a little far.
Caroline tried to hold on a little longer on her tiptoes, but she couldn't. Even though she was skinny and her body was light as a feather, it felt like she was weighing a ton when she tried to dance on the tiptoes. Klaus soon guessed that it was because she was hurting and probably she had some bruises which weren't visible through her sneakers. He quickly pulled her off of him and threw her away aggressively; it wasn't planned.
She didn't know what happened either, so instead of asking she just backed off and took a sip of water from her bottle. She was starting to feel dizzy and her heartbeat wouldn't stabilize.
"You're quite the dancer," he hissed in between the huffs.
"Yeah well, I've had training, but it was a long time ago." She tried to seem believable.
"Is that so?" he laughed, slowly approaching her.
"Yeah it is. I suggest you just learn how to listen to people."
"Don't be angry. I just don't like when people lie to me."
Caroline brushed off her hair and looked at him with a confused look.
"You're reaching." she calmly answered.
"Now I wouldn't say so, when I can spot your blistered feet, and sore muscles, would I?"
"I don't know what you mean," she answered. Shit, she just got caught.
Klaus silently directed his index finger right at the spot where her sock's edge was. Her skin was coming off as layers. The skin surface was slightly red. It was obvious that blisters were killing her.
"It's from my yoga class." she blurted out, hoping he'd believe.
"Come on, you're a terrible liar. Why are you trying to impress me with that?"
Caroline laughed. Was he really going there? She would never accept that she tried to impress him. Yes she did, but it wasn't wrong, was it? She was just trying to improve her skills, nothing else. Well at least, she thought so.
"You're pigheaded. I am not trying anything, I just… Look, I'm a slight control freak, so yes, I sometimes overdose with things. Those blisters are no exception. But that's none of your business."
She turned around and exhaled.
"No teacher would like to train a student who's bruised. You need rest. You've been training 30 hours give or take. This is not normal."
"Where did I mention that I needed your healthy advices, though? I know plenty of health programs on TV, so I might give it a try and listen to them, unlike you."
"Oh yeah, I see. Well next time you train, I don't want you to faint, so consider it as an expelling. I refuse to have you at rehearsals. You can train at home as much as you wish sweetheart, but I will not allow that to happen in my studio so you can't blame me later."
Caroline was shocked. She was what?
"Expelled? What does it mean? Now you go around dictating me what should I and what should I not do?" she raised an eyebrow in protest. His facial expression didn't show anything. She was an expert in reading faces, but this one, was a mystery to her.
"Yes, expelled. See you next Monday, Caroline." And with that, he turned around and walked away from her. She didn't need a long time to think of a good answer to throw at him, so she just went with what came to her mouth first.
"You get paid for it, Mister Presley and you are no one to tell me whether I should train or not." She raised her voice. She was obviously mad and this she just shouldn't have done.
Everything happened so fast that she couldn't process any of it. Klaus was standing in front of her, his eyes full of rage; he was just about to burst.
His breaths were becoming quicker and quicker as he observed her from the above. Their height difference was just perfect.
He was ready to lash out on her and take it all out in every way possible but he tried really hard to restrain himself. Instead he just closed his eyes and inhaled couple of times while Caroline stood there frozen, just like a statue. He didn't mind standing that close to her as long as he was breathing the same air that she did.
Suddenly he took her hair into his hands and cupped her head. He was holding her head with both of his hands and he had every chance to kiss her but instead he just leaned in and located his mouth beside her ear so she would hear him saying whatever he was about to say.
"I don't need your money, Caroline. If you're going to pretend that you didn't do it partly because you wanted to impress me, fine, let it be. Tell yourself whatever you need so you can sleep at night.
But just so you know, your body had betrayed you long before your mouth had.
I feel how eager you are to my touch and what response I get, every time I touch you. And right now, I can feel how nervous you are, but keep pretending that it was all because you're a control freak. You don't know what being control freak means."
In a split second, he just disappeared and left her shattered. He took his sporty bag and left the studio with a grumpy face.
How did he uncover her so fast? Was she that transparent? Was she that easy to get to?
The door of his apartment was slightly opened. When Klaus entered the room, he saw TV was turned off and there was no sign of Henrik.
"Good evening, !" April greeted him from the behind which slightly scared him.
"Hello to you too, April. Haven't noticed you." he awkwardly smiled. April was Klaus' neighbor from the driveway next to his apartment, so she happily agreed to babysit Henrik while Klaus was away. She'd been babysitting him for three months now.
"Where's Henrik?"
"He's in his room; he has just finished his evening activity." April smiled at him.
"Right, I uh forgot to give you the paycheck yesterday, so here it is. I hope it's not a problem. I apologize for the delay."
He handed an envelope to her.
"No! , of course not! It's all good!"
"Thank you, April, for putting up with him. I know Henrik isn't an easy child to work with. I promise we'll work on our behavior just don't leave us, please."
"Oh no, I wasn't going to! I love Henrik so much, I would never leave him. He's a little hard to understand but his cuteness is overloaded. " She smiled at him, giving him a slight squeeze on his hand as a sign of support.
"Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiik, you're home!" Henrik hit Klaus from the behind, tugging him on his shirt and hugging his waist. Klaus was pretty tall, so Henrik was only reaching up his waist. He picked him up and gently hugged a child.
"I promise I was a good boy today, Nik."
Klaus couldn't help but smile at his declaration.
"I know, now why won't you go and order our favorite pizza as a reward?"
"Yaaay, we're having pizza! Nanny April, will you stay with us?" Henrik asked.
"I have some things to do so I can't stay but you can enjoy it with your uncle and eat pizza for me, alright?" April pinched him on the nose and left.
"What do you want to do today, mate? We still have a couple of hours till your bedtime. "
Caroline was exhausted. With all these happening around her, she couldn't get the real meaning of it. Her work was exhausting, her dance teacher was an ass, and she hasn't even started to prepare for the wedding. Everything was terrible if not worse.
She couldn't understand what was happening between her and Klaus. She'd met him two days ago and he had this kind of effect on her. She was feeling guilty because of the words she said to him. Even though she pretended t be a cold hearted bitch, she knew that she'd hit a nerve when she told him that he gets paid for it. It was stupid. She didn't know his real motives; she didn't know why he was working as a dance teacher.
But on the other hand, what kind of a game was that? He knew that her affections for him were there, how? She thought she disguised herself and she wouldn't have to worry about him finding out about that, but instead it went the opposite way. She didn't like the way he hinted, she didn't like the way he would be right every time he opened his mouth, she just wanted to punch him and make him understand that he was a real prick and he was just too full of himself.
He poured himself a whiskey.
Henrik was peacefully asleep and he needed rest. He just sat down on the couch and as always put his feet on the coffee table.
This entire day was one of a hell ride. He planned to spend the day in a calm environment, planning his further lessons, and maybe then taking Henrik out, but that stubborn girl named Caroline just wouldn't leave him alone.
He had a lot of things to think about and Caroline appeared in the most inconvenient moment.
Every time he tried to stop thinking about her, his brain would play a trick and make him remember all the details about her. He never looked at his students in that way, until she appeared. He was there to teach them, and so he did. But he never wanted someone as much as he wanted her and it terrified him.
But it was alright, he'd call Mindy in couple of hours and ask her to come over and he would fuck her. His need would disappear and he would no longer want Caroline.
dunnnn dunnn! Henrik?! well his story will be explained in following chapters, but anyway, let me know your thoughts, I'd like to know what you think haha :)
